Summary

Jones has made it to the edge of the plain at the edge of the forest. He is fatigued and rests for a short while, removing his shoes and looking for the food he has buried at an earlier time. However, he cannot find the food that he buried under a white rock; and now there seem to be many white rocks. That's when he hears the beat of a faraway tom-tom. Panic sets in and he desperately tries to get his bearings. That is when the little formless fears appear in the night. They are black, shapeless, and have glowing eyes. They move about noiselessly, trying to stand, but always falling again. They seem amused by Jones' sense of panic and squirm upward toward him. He sees them and fires his gun. The forms retreat into the forest and the beat of the tom-tom continues, louder...